[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10":3,"chapter-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-281":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},130779,198,"Chapter 281: Soul Weapon","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-281",281,"\u003Cp>Not just any attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just a random attempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an assassination strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimed directly at Max's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp. Precise. Deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force behind it carried intent—the kind of madness that came only from someone who lived to kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A devastating explosion erupted the moment the sword clashed against its target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shockwave of raw energy blasted outward, sending dust, debris, and shattered stone flying in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire garden trembled, cracks spiderwebbing across the ground as the sheer force of impact tore through the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Visibility vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cloud of thick dust swallowed everything, obscuring the scene entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aelric, standing at a distance, narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his fingers, his golden arsenal of weapons spun into motion, slicing through the air like blades of divine judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They swirled and dispersed the dust, revealing the aftermath of the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when the cloud cleared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What they saw shook them all to the core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max stood untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right hand outstretched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his grasp—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopped inches away from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword's tip trembled against his skin, held back by nothing but his bare palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the one gripping the hilt of the sword?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark wild hair, eyes burning with insanity, an unhinged smirk stretching across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A face Max knew all too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A face he had seen once before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same crazy smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same insatiable battle lust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mad Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A name that didn't belong to anyone sane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max remained unmoved, his grip still firm on the sword of Mad Sword, the crazed genius who had failed to pierce his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he spoke—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your sword can't reach me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shift in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—three presences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Max could react, three powerful figures materialized around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn't rushed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn't announced their movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had simply appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crown Prince Aelric stood to his side, his golden blade resting against Max's neck. The edge glowed faintly, infused with level 3 Gold Aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amelia stood in front of him, her own blade aimed directly at his heart. A sword coated in spatial runes, capable of slicing through dimensional barriers. If it pierced him, there was no doubt it would be lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revenna stood behind him, her hand pressed against his back, releasing a terrifying frost aura. A power that went beyond normal ice manipulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice, calm yet filled with deadly promise, whispered from behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You move even a little, and your body will drop to absolute zero.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A temperature where your organs and cells will stop functioning entirely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words weren't a threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were a fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not out of fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not out of hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because he was interested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips curled beneath the mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have to give you credit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice remained steady, betraying no concern, no urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You aren't the top geniuses of Valora Continent for nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence that stretched—too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold, confident, infuriating grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But do you really think this will hold me down?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see you try.\" Crown Prince Aelric's golden blade—previously resting against his neck—slipped inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not piercing his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not cutting through muscle or bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It simply… phased through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if it wasn't even a physical object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Max felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, unnatural sensation rippled through his very core, not from his body—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But from his Soul Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A foreign presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something that shouldn't be there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something that could potentially harm him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed, his senses flaring in alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crown Prince Aelric remained calm, his grip tightening on the hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was measured, cold, carrying absolute confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I noticed physical attacks are useless against you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze never wavered, meeting Max's through the mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So I had to use a weapon that could cut directly through your soul.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight behind his words was undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't a random technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was something prepared in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword that bypassed flesh and bone entirely, striking at the very essence of its target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Soul Severing Weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only type of attack that could harm someone whose physical body was impervious to damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max frowned deeply, his mind racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instincts told him to react immediately, to use his Soul Force and purge the threat before it could take root inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pulse of energy flared from the direction of the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Auras that demanded attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Some powerful experts with enormous soul force is coming this way?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Three Dimensional Body acting up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powerful auras approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were still at a distance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His masked gaze shifted, turning toward the elites of the South, who stood still, their faces ranging from shock to frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I have to go.' Max thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension in the air was unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crown Prince Aelric's blade was still embedded in Max's soul, an unseen threat that could have disastrous consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revenna's frost-coated palm hovered at his back, ready to end him in an instant if he made a wrong move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amelia's dimensional sword remained poised over his heart, its edge trembling slightly, yet still deadly precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Mad Sword…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wild eyes never left Max's face, his insane grin frozen, eager to finish what he started.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the impossible situation, despite the sheer number of dangers around him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Softly. Casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he wasn't the one standing in the middle of a coordinated execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like this was nothing more than a passing amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone dripped with mock regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone, it's been fun and all, and I really enjoyed your presence… but sadly, I have to go now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heartbeat of silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not dodged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not fought back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not defended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply ceased to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a shadow dissolving into the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a whisper lost to the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One moment he was there—surrounded, trapped, seemingly cornered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapons, the swords, the spells—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All struck nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air where he stood remained still, untouched, as if he had never existed in the first place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment—nobody spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if time itself had frozen, struggling to comprehend what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of sound, carried by the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single name, spoken with amusement, but laced with undeniable dominance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do remember me…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am called White.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just before he truly departed, before he severed his presence from this place entirely—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He made one final move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A move that wouldn't leave a mark on the land—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But would etch itself into someone's soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He condensed all of his Soul Force, drawing it into a single point, refining it with absolute precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not an attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a burst of energy to make a scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a needle-fine thread of will, sharp enough to pierce through the noise of the world—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And touch only one person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the power reached him, his entire body froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shiver unlike anything he had ever felt crawled through his bones, locking his breath in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world around him blurred, the voices of the crowd faded to nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You should be very careful with how you treat Alice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a whisper drifting from somewhere beyond reality itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it carried a weight that pressed down on his entire being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A force that sank into his core, wrapping around his very essence like chains he couldn't break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence stretched long enough that Anton felt something deeper than fear creeping in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, the final words struck like a blade to his mind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Otherwise, the next time I see you make her cry… I won't just warn you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anton's eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fists clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not out of rage—but because his body needed something to hold onto.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something to stop the trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as fast as it came—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The presence vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No lingering aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if it had never existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Anton knew better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it had changed something inside of him forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew what true danger felt like.\u003C\u002Fp>",1392,"2026-05-29T02:56:42.303Z","2026-06-01T04:29:01.835Z",1,"novelbin.me","1fb9a5b18866e93487c07ae6c335af2f404f576f80ffc1413f9d165035d90561","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-282","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-280",1648,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-cover.jpg"]